I know this b/c I was told by a palace eunich
who bore silent witness for centuries; he & his odalisque
wife who tends the sacred flame & bears prophecies
from the gods when they are not too urgent;
otherwise Prometheus passes them off to Hermes
who then informs Dionysus;
but when Medusa goes below his belt & discovers
she has been secretly married in Vegas or Hades;
her shade honeymooning in ***** which resembled old Beirut in those days; as if twere her own mirror’s image
she shopped for big colorful hats & wore them
to ceremonial parades but not wanting to be caught out
changed her name to Kali going by the moniker
mother of destruction; sounds cool right? Shiva didn’t know
what she got up to when she was out of his sight
but he was too busy wreaking havoc of his own;
her jewelry damningly strange; skulls & bones of men
she'd turned to stone; Medusa cleaned up nice &
calling herself Parvati stepped out w/ Hermes &
went slumming in the Neoplatonic bars along the coast
in her bikini; shocking Shakti tan the envy of every
Mediterranean maiden; every matronly Roman **** talking
about that gorgeous black ******* the beach
whose skin sparkled like night; Medusa laughing
up the sleeve of her striped cover up; is she a Jew,
they asked, or the reincarnation of Cleopatra;
surely the latter, let’s ask the witch of Endor
but Samuel isn’t saying; let’s ask ******* Apollo
but he isn’t saying, spitting in Cyclop’s eye;
Hermes isn’t saying & even Hera is yesterday’s news